Explore "I Lived on Dread; to those who Know" by Emily Dickinson on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
I lived on dread; to those who know / The stimulus there is / In danger, other impetus / Is numb and vital-less.
As 't were a spur upon the soul, / A fear will urge it where / To go without the spectre's aid / Were challenging despair.